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Andronika

level 92

Cherish your loved ones.

Age 9 years
Personality neutral
Guild no guild
Monsters Killed about 299 thousand
Death Count 116
Wins / Losses 25 / 15
Temple Completed at 10/16/2019
Ark Completed at 02/03/2022 (173.5%)
Twos of Every Kind 390m, 381f (38.1%)
Savings 8M, 505k (28.4%)
Pet Lightsaber-toothed tiger Sparky

Equipment

Weapon self-propelled battering ram +102
Shield combo breaker +104
Head eye tunes +101
Body scuba diving suit +102
Arms cold shoulderpads +102
Legs blade running shoes +100
Talisman sixth sensor +102

Skills

  • powerful sneeze level 79
  • inept singing level 72
  • toe-bite level 71
  • dove of peace level 66
  • swoop of the smith level 63
  • mountain moving level 60
  • electrostatic discharge level 59
  • teeth gnashing level 56
  • lion belch level 52
  • bloody itch level 52

Feats

  • ⓵ Die to a monster and lose 15k gold

Pantheons

Gratitude9507
Might7923
Templehood31593
Duelers474

Achievements

  • Honored Renegade
  • Builder, 1st rank
  • Shipwright, 1st rank
  • Animalist, 2nd rank
  • Favorite, 2nd rank
  • Fiend, 2nd rank
  • Freelancer, 2nd rank
  • Hunter, 2nd rank
  • Martyr, 2nd rank
  • Savior, 2nd rank
  • Careerist, 3rd rank
  • Champion, 3rd rank
  • Moneybag, 3rd rank
  • Raider, 3rd rank
  • Saint, 3rd rank

Hero's Chronicles

4/1/16

Pawn of the Malevolent Morcreus. Hailed hometown hero from a faraway land that hasn’t hailed her in years. Evil, vile, stoic… a trained pet rock if there ever was. This here is the petty underling of a lesser God.

And…

She has absolutely no clue what she’s doing.

Andronika, the warrioress. The favored champion of Morcreus the Unknown, is a near-sighted, fisheyed, titanic amazoness from Croyden. With absolutely no resolve of her own she flails about recklessly crosst the countryside. Her only purpose to drink and cause as much havoc as possible in the name of her would-be patron.

She is a renegade without direction, trampeding across the wastes and dunes of the deserts of Godville with her trusty, derpy, dopey, dilapedated companion ‘Spot’. A truly idiotic duo if there ever was one.

Andronika will, without a doubt, suffer any ailment for ale. Any conundrum for coin. Any peril for pleasure. She is undoubtedly a sight to behold, for a short period of time, of course.

Her current course is unwritten. Death lies in her future, trouble in her path, gold bricks occaisional, – whatever she finds she will fu-..

This broadcast has been terminated per #MorcreusPRCampaign. Please use all braincells available to imagine an ending for this entry. Thank you and we apologize for the inconvenience.

10/16/19

After 1,687 days of existence, the malignant-tumor-turned-benign-spud Andronika managed to acquire 1,000 golden bricks for her Leige’s Not-So-Benevolent temple. The roof tops of Godville echoed with the sound of silence as yet another God ascended meagerly to the stature of Templehood rather than long-distance Sugar Daddy.

Hark, say the crier, for her tales are not yet at end.
After 4 years and 7 months of questing,
the peon’s prayers have yet offend’.
Nay Andronika, ye might not rest.
Ye’r to build an Ark, and til time as then,
You may not rest, ’til voyage send.

‘Til next Morcreus deems worthy the scribe’s clay, this terrible poet and deity, bids you all, good day.